After a few days in Valladolid swinging in the hammock in the back garden of the tranquil-cool Hostel Candaleria, admiring pretty pastel buildings on the street, and lounging in the town square making googly eyes up at that really pretty church I wrote about on my
last post, it was time to, grrrr, go sightseeing. Yes, that was a growl you just read.
But why would I be growling about going sightseeing? Isn't that what traveling is all about and don’t I love the heck out of traveling? Well, yes and no. Sometimes traveling is about sightseeing, no question. Other times though it’s just about swinging in that hammock in the lush back garden of your hostel doing absolutely nothing besides trying not to spill your beer. Doing that feels more travelly then trudging through museums, admiring architecture, or spending a day day-tripping sometimes. Real talk here, guys. Well, we were really, really comfortable in that hammock. If you skip the sightseeing entirely though, you end up feeling guilty and get a tiny nugget of regret tagging along with you to the next stop. That tiny nugget of regret was what got us out of bed on our last day in Valladolid for a big Sunday of sightseeing fun and games.


Our first sight was a local cenote. You hear a lot about these things when you get to the Yucatan. They are basically sinkholes with underground rivers in them or something and I think they have to do with caves too. I’m not completely sure, but what I do know is that they are geologically unique to this area and you are supposed to go to one when you are in the Yucatan, especially if you have a travel blog. We went. I swam around for thirty minutes or so in the refreshing blue water, dove off the rocks a couple times and cooled off.
It was pretty fun.
The next stop were ancient Mayan Ruins. The rockstar ruins of the Yucatan Peninsula are Chichen Itza and everyone and their brother goes there. We passed on those. We took a cab out to the Ek’ Balaam because they were closer, cheaper, you could climb up on them, and we didn't want to deal with the crowds of Chichen Itza. We walked around and climbed the ruins, were blown away by some of the sculptures on the Acropolis, and took lots of pictures.
It was pretty fun.
The last stop on our Sunday sightseeing train was back in the town square. We had read in our guidebook about a traditional dance and music festival that happens in the square every Sunday night, so we decided to check it out. We watched the dancing, listened to the music, and had churros under the moonlight in the shadow of that really pretty church again.
It was pretty fun.
So, yeah, basically that Sunday was the best day we’ve had in Mexico so far.
"It Was A Good Day" by Ice Cube
Album: Predator